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her face in his neck, refusing to open her eyes in case he disappeared on her. “Don’t ever leave me again.”
    “You are stuck with me, Gemma. Forever and always. Before God and country, say you’ll be mine.” He kissed her, and everything inside her caught fire as though solar flares were exploding within her. Her body arched into his, and her hands raked through his hair.
    His much shorter hair. She stiffened, confused.
    “Open your eyes, Gemma, and look at me.”
    “No,” she whimpered.
    “Please. There is a lot to explain. A lot to celebrate. Come on, babe. I’m not going anywhere.”
    Slowly she opened her eyes. She lay in her bed, the light low, but the man above her, holding her was Cub, wasn’t he? He looked like Cub, but he also looked like Lucky. Had she completely lost it?
    “Right now, I sure as hell miss not being able to read your mind.”
    She stared. Blue eyes to brown. That cocky grin instead of Cub’s bashful one.
    Quickly he filled her in on the meeting in Limbo and Cub’s choice. And Lucky’s fortune. Hers too.
    Silence followed his hasty explanation. Then Lucky caressed her face with the back of his fingers. “Are you okay with this?”
    “I’m not dreaming, am I?”
    He shook his head, his expression stoic as if bracing himself for her next words.
    “And Cub is truly happy?”
    “Grinning like an idiot.”
    “And there are no give backs?”
    “I double-checked.”
    She launched herself at him, wrapping her arms and legs tight around him. He laughed rolling over the bed with her. Joy filled the room, followed by hard, quick kisses.
    “Damn, but I love you.”
    “Oh, Lucky, I love you. So, so much.”
    “Now don’t do that. I’m not good with tears. It killed me when you cried over me.”
    “You were there?”
    “I couldn’t leave you. I hurt with you. Each tear that fell from your eyes, there was an equal one falling from mine.”
    “Wait. Your eyes.” She pulled back. “How will we explain the changes? There are bound to be questions. You aren’t Cub, but you look like him. People will expect him.”
    “Head injuries. They change people. Especially their personalities. Besides, I’m not worried about other people. Are you going to be okay with the new bod?” he asked, half jokingly. “Good thing the man had the same level of hotness I did. But I gotta grow out the hair. I look like a damn boy scout.”
    Gemma smoothed her hands through his hair, over his face, tracing his brows. He looked more and more like Lucky as she gazed at him. Lucky’s expressions, his inflections came in how he looked and talked. “I see you, Lucky Leroy Morgan. It’s you who I love. Though I must admit, I did not find Cub’s body unattractive.”
    “That’s a bit convoluted.”
    “You didn’t want me to come out and say I thought Cub looked like a Norse god, did you?”
    “I do, don’t I?” That cocky smile was back in place.
    “What about the eye color? Cub’s eyes were blue. Not just blue, but a stunning blue.”
    “That will be one for science to try and explain. Or I can wear contacts.”
    “You know Tern is going to flip. There will be no keeping the truth from her.”
    “Tern will take it in stride. It’s your mother who I’m worried about.”
    “Oh, holy balls.”

    THE END

BEARING ALL

C HAPTER O NE

    She’d been sent to kill him, and this time she wasn’t going to fail.
    Donned in head-to-toe white winter gear, blending seamlessly with her surroundings, Kate “No Mercy” Mercer lay on her stomach in the snow and viewed the terrain through white binoculars. She’d been casing the area for days, freezing her ass off.
    The Edge of Reason Lodge came by its name naturally. Built on the edge of the Kenai Peninsula in Kachemak Bay, Alaska, the lodge perched on an imposing mountain with a jagged ice-encrusted beach at its feet. The deep, frigid waters of the finger fjord split off from the bay with no outlet, creating a natural defense for the lodge against invasion. There would be no surprise attacks as the only way in was by boat or float plane. He’d see her coming. Which is why Kate had chosen to drop in behind Sadie Mountain and trek in from there. A person would have to be crazy to attempt it. Luckily she was way past crazy.
    She’d served in Afghanistan and had thought nothing of conquering the Kenai Mountains. She should have thought again. Hiking the glacier-pocked, steep terrain mid-winter had been a bitch. All of it added more motivation to